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**** anthem

who ever would've known

that the feel of your caressing hands

or your soft lips on mine

could comfort me better than

sleeping on a cloud

 

but when it's time for you to go

& I'm forced to think

of how idiotic I am

for letting someone hold me

the way he shouldn't be

just to escape like

sleeping on a cloud

 

this is a mattress

(not a cloud)

I am alone

(you left without a goodbye kiss)

I should've known

 

-a.f.

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